Whether it’s the huge stone fortress that stands near the harbor;
Or the huge lighthouse that is fifty meters high on the small island in the bay;
Or the several magic towers built under the joint guidance of Dalaran and Quel'Thalas specifically for training mages; all of these can be considered spectacular in the eyes of most ordinary people and the forest elves who had just transformed from trolls.
Some immigrants even secretly called this city "New Lordaeron" to commemorate their bloodline and identity as citizens of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.
However, among the many majestic and tall buildings, only two are the real core of this city.
One of them is obvious, and that is the huge castle standing in the center of the city.
It was the place where the upper ruling class discussed major affairs such as domestic affairs, diplomacy, economy and military affairs, and was therefore a typical political center. It was also where Princess Jialiya and Zuo Si lived.
Perhaps it's because humans in the eastern continent of Azeroth have long faced the threat of war, or because of the horrific destruction caused by the two orc wars and the undead plague raging in the north. In short, people in this world generally have a very strong sense of crisis.
Compared with more beautiful, pretty and comfortable palaces, they prefer to build the residences of kings and lords into military fortresses with strong defensive capabilities.
This is the case with Ironforge in the Dwarf Kingdom, and the same is true for Stormwind Fortress in the Stormwind Kingdom. Stromgarde in the Kingdom of Stromgarde is a huge and complex comprehensive defense system.
So even though the high elves of Quel'Thalas strongly opposed building an ugly castle and wanted to design a garden-style palace in the style of elven art, it was ultimately rejected because too few people agreed.
But in order to compromise with these proud pointed ears, humans finally made some modifications to the original castle blueprint and added some decorative modifications on it.
As a result, the castle of the City of Contract became the semi-palace castle it is today, which looks full of birdsong and flowers, but at the same time has very strong defensive power.
The three floors close to the ground are made entirely of hard and huge stones, enough to withstand frontal bombardments including battering rams, explosives and powerful naval guns.
But the top two floors were built to look like a palace, and even a large number of beautiful flowers were planted, and various birds and small animals were raised in the courtyard.
A small magical barrier partially obscured the entire palace from overhead.
Only people inside can see outside, but people outside cannot see inside, let alone think of relying on flying ability to parachute directly.
Outside the luxurious and beautiful palace, there is a circle of specially built prismatic spires that are as beautiful as petals, directly connected to the main body of the castle.
If you think this is some kind of decoration built for aesthetics, you are wrong.
All the spires are equipped with several cannons, and the wall-like passage connecting the spires to the castle can also accommodate dozens or even hundreds of long-range shooting troops.
Whether it is a musket or a crossbow, it can be used to shoot at enemies attacking the castle from the opposite side from a high position.
The hexagonal arrangement of spires and passages ensures that no matter which direction the enemy launches an attack, it will inevitably be covered by intensive long-range firepower and artillery from both the left and right directions.
Simply put, this is a super bastion that integrates magical elements.
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Not to mention the solid defense system built on the outermost wall of the City of Contract, this castle alone can withstand the siege of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of troops for months or even years with just one or two thousand soldiers without falling.
Not to mention that there is a secret passage in the castle leading to the seaside, which can be used to escape by a pre-prepared speedboat when the situation becomes unbearable.
As for the other core building, it is naturally the cathedral, which serves as the spiritual home for all devout believers.
However, compared with the magnificent castle and the Church of Holy Light that pursues a solemn and dignified atmosphere, this place presents a completely opposite simplicity and plainness.
There are no beautiful decorations, no murals or reliefs, and even the stone pillars are bare.
Only the stone slabs carved with various laws and rules standing on the walls on both sides of the hall are so eye-catching.
There is no doubt that it is the dozens of giant stone slabs that demonstrate the most powerful spiritual and belief attribute here - order.
As the Archbishop, Lanny was standing on the podium, telling all the believers who came to pray and potential believers who came to learn about the teachings of the God of Contract about the role and importance of laws, rules and contracts in social activities. He constantly emphasized that only a strong order can shape civilization and bring the long-desired stable life to everyone.
Obviously, this practice of promoting ideas rather than promoting the gods themselves made the two bronze dragons mixed in the crowd very confused.
Because they have all traveled through the timelines and know what religions and beliefs are like in other parts of Azeroth.
Even the night elves, who are relatively open-minded in their beliefs, can be very fanatical when it comes to the moon goddess Elune.
As for races such as trolls, boarmen, minotaurs, and harpies, they are particularly barbaric and bloody in terms of religion, and even retain brutal and cruel blood sacrifices.
Compared with the native beliefs of Azeroth, the Church of the God of the Covenant seemed too rational and secular.
Although the mortal believers around him seemed very pious, Lanny, as the supreme leader of the church, remained calm throughout. He consciously suppressed and prevented overly extreme thoughts from arising among the believers, and also incorporated the Church of Holy Light's ideals of kindness, fraternity, and justice into their thinking.
This unusual signal made Chromie extremely alert.
She even ignored Ashkami's constant hints and immediately stopped the archbishop who was about to return to his office to rest after the speech.
"What can I do for you?"
Lanny raised his hand to stop the two armed priests from intercepting him, with a faint smile on his face all the time.
As a high-level priest who was blessed by Zuo Si with great power and could even cast the Nine-Ring Divine Art, he noticed these two bronze dragons disguised as dwarves and high elves from the very beginning.
Ashkami, in particular, entered the core layer of the church with his outstanding performance and strictly speaking, he is one of them.
But Lanny was not sure who Chromie, the dwarf who suddenly appeared, was.
After all, there are only a few gnome engineers coming to support from Gnomeregan, and they are basically all concentrated in the mountain town at the northernmost end of Stranglethorn Vale where it meets the western wilderness of Stormwind Kingdom.
The port authority also did not report a single dwarf coming ashore.
Therefore, theoretically, there should be no trace of this race in the City of Contract.
"Hello, Your Excellency the Archbishop. My name is Chromie. I represent the Bronze Dragon Legion that manages the timeline of Azeroth. I want to talk to the deity behind you."
Chromie stated his purpose directly and directly.
She obviously knew that beating around the bush at this time would only bring trouble to herself, so it would be better to reveal her identity openly.
"Guardian dragon? Both of you?"
Lanny finally realized something and immediately showed an expression of great surprise.
Chromie nodded slightly, "Yes, we all are. I'm sorry Ashkami lied to you, but she just wanted to figure out what happened and why this timeline is out of control."
"You mean... that what we are experiencing is different from what was supposed to happen?"
There was a gleam of light in Lanny's eyes, and he keenly grasped the key.
“That’s right.
In the original history, there was no so-called God of Contract.
Nor should there be this human city built in Stranglethorn Vale, with its tens of thousands of refugees fleeing Lordaeron.
You were all supposed to die at the hands of the undead scourge.
Princess Calia should not have been the Queen of Lordaeron.
But now, these things that were destined to happen have been thrown into chaos, and the future has taken unpredictable turns.
I tried to correct these mistakes, but found that I was powerless.
Maybe all this is related to the coming of the God of Contract."
Before Chromie could respond, Ashkami spoke the truth in a complaining tone.
However, her thoughtless remarks immediately made Lanny aware of something strange. He suddenly raised his head and asked, "What you mean is... the great God saved the lives of millions of innocent civilians, including me? But because it doesn't conform to the so-called correct history, you want to correct it so that we can die?"
"No, don't listen to her. We definitely didn't mean that. We just wanted to confirm what happened."
Chromie glared fiercely at the junior beside him who was more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything, and hurriedly forced a smile to explain himself.
Because she has dealt with too many similar things, she knows very well how angry and crazy those who were originally saved will become when they learn that they must die in order to ensure the continuation of the correct timeline.
Fortunately, Lanny's anger did not consume his reason. He just stared at the two bronze dragons with hostile eyes. After several seconds, he slowly opened his mouth and threatened: "I don't care about the bullshit timeline and the so-called correct history.
All we know is that the great God of Contract extended a helping hand to us when we were most desperate and in need of help.
He gave everyone a chance to survive and start over, helping us build this safe and prosperous home.
Anyone who wants to change and take away all of this, and anyone who attempts to expel God from this world, will become our enemy, even the guardian dragon is no exception.
I promise you, if one day I find out that you have done anything wrong, then be prepared to let the whole world be buried with you.
For the Church will wage a war to kill and destroy everything, bringing to Azeroth the very enemies you fear most.
Whether it's the Burning Legion, the Old Gods, or the Void Lords behind them."
Hearing this, Chromie's pupils suddenly dilated, shrank, and then dilated again. He subconsciously clenched his fists: "How do you know this?"
"Because God already knew everything! He even anticipated the arrival of the bronze dragon! Now, go to the castle in the center of the city. God is waiting to meet you inside."
After that, Lanny ignored the other party and turned around and disappeared at the end of the passage leading to the church headquarters office behind the cathedral.
There is no doubt that his statement made Cromie feel an unprecedented strong sense of crisis.
After all, the Burning Legion and the Old Gods, as well as the void forces behind the Old Gods, have always been the two most terrifying enemies that cause the greatest harm to the world.
No matter which one, the guardian dragon cannot contend with it alone.
So after standing there in silence for a long time, Chromie finally mustered up the courage to leave the cathedral and turn around to the castle located in the center of the city.
When she arrived at the door, she found that someone had been standing there waiting for her for a long time.
Led by the latter, the two bronze dragons quickly passed through rooms and passages, and finally came to a very private and windowless reception room.
An elf chandelier emitting a soft magical glow dispelled the darkness, allowing people to see the drinks, fruits and snacks on the table, as well as the figure sitting on the chair.
"Welcome, envoys of the Bronze Dragon Legion. Especially you, dear Chromie." Zuo Si took the initiative to greet them.
"Have we met or known each other?"
Chromie had a puzzled look on his face.
Because this tone is obviously used when greeting each other.
But she didn't remember having any encounter with him before, even in the past and future of countless timelines.
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No, not really. I just glimpsed your past and future through the torrent of time, as well as the role you played in some major events."
"What? You can control time too!"
Chromie's mouth opened in shock.
Because the bronze dragon's power to control time comes from the power of the first and oldest Titan, Aman'thul.
Although it was not infused by the Titan himself, but given by the first generation of high-level guardian he created, Lei, it is unique in Azeroth.
No matter how corrupted the Old Gods were, no matter how powerful the Burning Legion and the dark titan Sargeras were, they could not gain the ability to manipulate and travel through time.
It is for this reason that the bronze dragon is known as the most mysterious of the five guardian dragons.
Unless they are willing to show up themselves, it will not be easy for the other guardian dragon legions to find them.
But now, a god who can see through and even control time has appeared in this world, which naturally makes the bronze dragons nervous.
This means that the other party can not only change the current timeline, but may also endanger more timelines, even the main timeline that absolutely cannot have any problems.
"Why, do you feel weird?
In the endless multiverse, there are countless powerful creatures and gods who can manipulate time.
You are just trapped on a planet in this universe, so you know nothing about the wider world outside.
Besides, how do you know that the so-called correct timeline guarded by the bronze dragon is definitely correct?
It must be the best for Azeroth and all creatures living on this planet? Or to put it another way, how do you know that the Titans are definitely right and not just making up lies to keep you obedient?
If Aman'Thul truly possessed the complete power of time, he would be omniscient, omnipotent, and invincible.
But you have already seen the results of the Titan Pantheon.
The dark Sargeras easily destroyed these fellow Titan brothers and sisters, and even imprisoned their souls.
So I think it’s time to make some changes.”
After saying that, Zuo Si raised his hand and released a time acceleration magic. Before the two bronze dragons could react, he stuffed a grape into each of their mouths.
When time accelerated to an end, Chromie was the first to notice the extra food in his mouth. Sweat immediately flowed down his forehead and cheeks, and he subconsciously swallowed the grape whole.
She never expected that before she could use her time ability to intimidate the other party, she would be intimidated by the other party using unknown time magic.
In contrast, the too young Ashkami had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem. Instead, after eating one grape, he stared at the whole bunch of grapes on the plate and drooled.
Greedy, sleepy, lazy...
The nature of the Azeroth dragon is fully displayed in her.
"Here, take it, it's all yours."
Zuo Si was very kind and generous and pushed forward several plates filled with snacks and fruits.
"Thanks!"
Ashkami, who couldn't resist any temptation, immediately started eating.
Because she had gone to the cathedral with Chromie to listen to a speech, she missed the most important lunch of the day, so she felt extra hungry now and just wanted to fill her stomach first.
Looking at this subordinate who was incompetent and ate everything he had, the only thing Chromie could do was sigh helplessly. He raised his hand and scratched his hair, then asked in an uncertain tone, "What change do you mean? Do you want to overturn the Titans' transformation of this world? Or do you want to do something with the Star Soul of Azeroth?"
"Neither. What I want to do is to let the native intelligent creatures of Azeroth choose the future of this planet themselves."
When he said this, there was a subtle flash of teasing and amusement in Zuo Si's eyes.
"Choose it yourself?"
Chromie frowned instantly, obviously not understanding what it meant.
In other words, she didn't think that a group of scattered or even hostile races could unite to decide the future of the planet.
Because in all timelines, war and confrontation have always been the main theme of this planet.
Whether it is between the Alliance and the Horde, or other intelligent races that have not joined the two camps, they will fight each other if they do not feel any external threat.
"Yes, just let them make their own choices."
Zuo Si gave an affirmative answer without hesitation, and explained in a serious manner: "As a guardian dragon that gains power from the Titan Guardians, you should be well aware that the Titans made significant changes to this world when they left, right? Then have you ever thought about why they left behind things like the Emerald Dream, the Furnace of Will, the Furnace of Origin, and so many guardians before they left? Was it just because they were afraid that the Ancient Gods would escape from the seal and cause trouble?
Or to prevent other forces from spying on the powerful star souls nurtured by this planet? No, neither.
That is to become one of them.
But what the Titans didn't expect was that not long after the transformation was completed, their most powerful warrior rebelled.
As a result, the entire Pantheon was destroyed by the latter and could no longer monitor the changes on the planet.
Moreover, the Old Gods also took the opportunity to bring down the Curse of Flesh and Blood, turning those Titan creations, which originally only knew how to obey orders and lacked free will and independent thinking, into humans, dwarves, and midgets one after another.
So from the moment these races were born, the Titans' plan had actually collapsed and failed.
Azeroth today has actually already embarked on another unknown path.
In my opinion, your insistence on so-called correct history is totally meaningless.
Because the power you possess is the greatest destruction to the timeline, and is also the source of all chaos."
As we all know, the force that caused the greatest damage to the timeline of Azeroth was the Eternal Dragonflight.
The Eternal Dragon Legion is the other side of the Bronze Dragon in the torrent of time.
This means that if the bronze dragon had not gained the power to control time, there would be no eternal dragon, and it would be even more impossible for the so-called timeline to be tampered with by external forces.
要是青铜龙们真的想要解决所有的时间问题，最简单的方法就是返回当初诺兹多姆被赋予泰坦之力的时间节点，然后阻止接下来一幕的发生。
这样的话也就不会有后边那一大堆乱七八糟的破事。
可真实情况却是不管青铜龙还是永恒龙，都丝毫没有做出类似举动的倾向。
是他们不知道这样做可以永久性从源头上消灭敌人？ 答案显然是否定的。
作为这个世界对时间理解最深刻的族群，他们显然都知道这样做的结果是什么。
但可能是出于某些自私的原因不愿意放弃掌握时间所拥有的强大力量罢了。
尤其是诺兹多姆，想要摆脱自己注定的悲剧命运其实非常简单，只要回到过去让曾经的自己拒绝泰坦守护者所赐予的祝福和力量，然后再让其他巨龙接替就好。
反正只要获得泰坦之力，当时随便一条始祖龙都可以转化成为守护巨龙，说白了就是一群被利用的工具。
什么责任、荣耀、能力和权柄，都不过是一套忽悠人白打工的话术。
“我们是一切时间线混乱的源头？！”
克罗米无疑是第一次听到这样的指责，脸色顿时变得异常难看。
因为现在的她还不知道永恒龙军团的真相，只是单纯觉得对方似乎若有所指。
“如果你对此感到困惑，那就回去问问诺兹多姆吧。
他早就已经知晓了一切，但却没有告诉自己的任何子嗣。
至于这条时间线，你就别指望它会恢复到之前没有出现过任何变动的状态。
因为我对于艾泽拉斯也有属于自己的计划跟打算。
别担心，我可不像燃烧军团或是上古之神那样想要对这颗星球做些什么，只是单纯的收集一点微不足道的能量。
作为孕育泰坦的星魂，这颗星球能够从宇宙中无限抽取能量，因此只要不是一次性抽干，它总能随着时间的流逝而缓慢恢复。
而且作为交换，我会成为这颗星球的保护者，帮助你们击退一切来犯之敌。
不管这个敌人是燃烧军团还是上古之神。”
左思非常干脆的表明了自己的意图和态度。
“你能对付燃烧军团和军团背后的黑暗泰坦？”
克罗米挑起眉毛并开始上下打量。
“现在的我当然不行。
因为这仅仅只是受到一缕意识操控的凡人身躯。
虽然经过一些改造变强了不少，但充其量也就能勉强达到这个世界荒野半神的程度，实在是太过于弱小了。
但如果能够成功降下一个分身，即便是万神殿的泰坦集体复活，我也有把握将他们全部击败。
毕竟我可不是只身一人，而是可以召唤许多的手下跟盟友前来帮忙。
他们每一个都拥有可以轻松捏碎一颗星球的力量。
至于在你们看来强大无比的阿克蒙德、基尔加丹之流，在我的眼中不过是两个借助萨格拉斯力量狐假虎威的小丑，仅需要一根手指就能轻松碾死。
而且我会在即将到来的海加尔山战役证明这一点。
好了，今天的谈话到此为止吧。
我想你应该已经得到了足够的信息，可以回去向诺兹多姆交差了。
相比起成为敌人，我其实更愿意跟你们做盟友。
不过这要取决于诺兹多姆接下来做出的决定。”
说罢，左思站起身头也不回的消失在了黑暗之中。
而克罗米则一言不发的站在原地足足好几分钟，然后才拖着已经把桌子上所有点心、水果全部扫光，甚至连壶里茶水都没放过的阿什卡米，迅速传送回位于塔纳利斯沙漠中的时光之穴。
尽管她不太确定对方在刚才的交谈中是否有故意夸大的成分，但可以确定的是整条时间线已经被锁定，这件事情绝对不是自己能够处理的，必须立刻报告给青铜龙之王——诺兹多姆。
……
与此同时，在东部大陆北方的洛丹伦王国，由于阿尔萨斯掀起的屠杀仍旧再继续。
尽管联盟各国的援军已经开始陆陆续续抵达银松森林前线，并且还主动向提瑞斯法林地进军，想要去支援营救那些还依旧在拼命抵抗的城镇，以解救更多无辜的平民。
但遗憾的是从东威尔德地区赶过来的天灾主力已经就位，并且依托王都构建起了一个庞大的防御工事群。
联军的临时统帅仅仅瞅了一眼，立马便放弃进攻的打算，只能在原地构筑防线打算堵死对方南下的脚步。
开什么玩笑！ 洛丹伦王都原本就属于人类王国中最易守难攻的城市，光是四周的堡垒、箭塔，以及高大厚实的城墙，就足以抵挡十几倍于自己的敌人猛攻。
更不用提眼下联盟军队在数量上还处于劣势，像火炮、投石器、床弩、弩炮这样的重武器根本没运过来。
这种时候主动攻城绝对是活得不耐烦了想要找死。
就算元帅下达命令，下边的隶属各王国的军团指挥官也不会答应。
但是为了获取更多情报和第一手消息，联军还是派出了大量的轻骑兵斥候和矮人狮鹫小队，深入洛丹伦王国的内部反复侦查。
结果传回来的消息让所有人都感到了震惊和恐惧。
居住超过两百万人口且无比富庶的提瑞斯法林地，眼下已经彻底变成了一片废墟。
除了极少数拥有坚固城墙和堡垒的城镇，其余地方早已不仅仅是沦陷那么简单，而是活人全部被杀光转化成亡灵生物。
并且瘟疫迅速污染了土地和水源，呈现出一片扭曲死亡的可怕景象。
按照一位达拉然法师的说法，这里已经不再适合包括人类在内的一切鲜活生命生存。
在某些地方，天灾军团的巫妖和死灵法师还架设起一口口冒着浓烟的大锅，摆明了想要把瘟疫扩散到更远的地方，最终实现这地将这块土地变成亡灵乐园的战略意图。
不用问也知道，这种从根源上破坏生存环境的行为彻底激怒了远道而来的联盟军队。
耿直暴躁的矮人们甚至骑上狮鹫，每天带着炸弹向王都内聚集的亡灵投掷，以发泄内心之中快要溢出的怒火。
还有的则想要找到阿尔萨斯的身影，好把这个弑父杀母的叛徒找出来干掉。
只可惜，他们不知道的是，阿尔萨斯早就率领着精锐离开提瑞斯法林地进入到西瘟疫之地。
此时此刻，他正骑着才复活不久的爱马——无敌，一言不发注视着刚刚从墓穴里被挖出来腐烂严重的棺材。
不用问也知道，这里边装着的正是被其亲手杀死的克尔苏加德遗体。
很显然，阿尔萨斯现阶段的目标便是带上遗骸北上前往奎尔萨拉斯，通过太阳之井的无穷能量复活这个大巫妖。
这也是为何在南线，天灾军团明明聚集起了一支大军却始终没有发动攻击的原因。
很快，在诅咒教派的信徒齐心协力下，覆盖在棺材上的泥土迅速被清理干净。
当棺材盖子被撬开的刹那，一股刺鼻的腐臭味扑面而来。
只见在棺材里，克尔苏加德的尸体已然腐烂的面目全非，密密麻麻的虫子正在烂肉与骨缝的空隙间穿梭，呈现出一副足以让正常人把隔夜饭吐出来的画面。
但已经是死亡骑士的阿尔萨斯却丝毫没有半点反应，仅仅只是做了个轻微的皱眉动作。
反倒是一旁的恐惧魔王提克迪奥斯忍不住露出了嫌弃的神情，立刻抱怨道：“该死！这具尸骸腐坏的太严重了，根本无法支撑到抵达奎尔萨拉斯，我们必须要另外想个办法防止腐烂继续下去才行。”
“一定要在奎尔萨拉斯不可吗？”阿尔萨斯转过头质疑道。
“是的，高等精灵的太阳之井是这个世界为数不多的魔法能量交汇点，只有那里才能赋予克尔苏加德强大的奥术魔法能量，使其具有开启军团传送门的资格。”
提克迪奥斯耐心的做出了解释。
作为名义上所有恐惧魔王的领袖，他并不像其他同胞那样盛气凌人，甚至在说话时候还会给人一种礼貌且优雅的感觉。
所以他跟眼前这位巫妖王选择的勇士相处起来相当愉快，丝毫没有半点敌对或是紧张的氛围。
“那你需要我做些什么呢？”
阿尔萨斯继续追问。
提克迪奥斯不加思索的回答道：“很简单。你必须要从那些圣骑士的手中抢到一个加持了魔法的骨灰罐，然后把他的遗骸放进去。在此期间，遗骸本身不能受到任何死亡或通灵魔法的污染，否则复活就无法达到预想的效果。”
“明白了，我会把这个骨灰罐抢回来的。”
阿尔萨斯非常干脆接下了这个任务。
就在他准备带上一群食尸鬼朝城市所在的方向前进时，恐惧魔王突然从背后提醒道：“小心点，千万不要大意。
Because your teacher, the leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand, Uther the Lightbringer, is currently stationed in Andorhal.
The power of holy light he possesses is extremely strong.
Several previous fierce sieges were burned to ashes by him and a group of paladins.
Even Lord Rivendell barely made it back alive."
"Uther? Humph! I just happen to have something I want to discuss with him in person, and this happens to be a perfect opportunity."
A creepy sneer appeared on Arthas' face.
If there is anything that has accompanied him throughout his life besides the title of the most filial son in Azeroth, it is undoubtedly "nostalgia".
Whether it was converting Falric and Marwyn, who had been loyal to him and followed him long ago, after becoming a Death Knight, or resurrecting his beloved horse Invincible, or completing the "feat" of killing his father and mother with his own hands, all of these reflected Arthas' subconscious and extremely twisted obsession with his closest friends, partners, and relatives.
He didn't even realize it.
With this obsession, the mighty Scourge once again approached the walls of Andorhal, which were covered with corpses, flesh, bones and dried blood.
Since Arthas rode his undead warhorse in the front without any intention of hiding, the Silver Hand Paladin, Ballard, who was on duty on the city wall, immediately recognized the prince who had committed numerous crimes and shouted angrily, "Treasonous traitor!
You have disgraced your father and family, and you still have the nerve to show up here? I really don't understand why Uther vouched for you in the first place!
All the honor he has accumulated throughout his life has now been destroyed because of Li's actions! I curse you to die a miserable death!"
However, Arthas was too lazy to respond to such shouting and simply rushed forward with the undead army behind him.
He took the lead and jumped onto the city wall, which was not very high to begin with, wielding Frostmourne and began to reap the lives of the surrounding soldiers.
In the blink of an eye, a section of the city wall mixed with hundreds of veterans and militiamen was cleared out.
The army of zombies followed closely behind, climbing up easily from below, pouring into the city continuously, and breaking through the seemingly solid defenses in less than a few minutes.
Several paladins wanted to rush over to block the gap and use holy light to purify the undead pouring in, but they ended up falling under Frostmourne.
Not only that!
Their bodies were pulled up and transformed into death knights on the spot, turning around and joining the sequence of Andorhal.
"No!!!!!!!!"
Seeing this, Ballard immediately charged forward like crazy.
He knew very well what it would mean for the refugees gathered inside the city once the city wall was breached.
But just two or three seconds later, a sharp and cold sword pierced through the chest of the Silver Hand Paladin.
The armor that shone with silver light did not provide any protection at all and was pierced as easily as cream. Even the blood that flowed out was quickly frozen into ice by the ultra-low temperature.
"If only you were half as good as your mouth. At least you could help me kill some time." Arthas sneered.
Then he suddenly unleashed the power of Frostmourne and turned the opponent into a Death Knight.
There is no doubt that ordinary Silver Hand Paladins are no match for Arthas and are often killed before they can even withstand a single encounter.
Some of them successfully escaped the transformation of evil artifacts because of their firm belief in the Holy Light, but more of them had their souls torn apart and turned into puppets without free will.
At this moment, the entire Paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand are like the reserve forces of the Death Knights of the Scourge.
Basically, as many as come die, and the vast majority are successfully converted.
By the time they entered the city streets, the number of Death Knights had reached over thirty.
Combined with the ghouls and zombies transformed from the corpses of the soldiers, the Scourge not only suffered no losses, but its number increased by more than three times compared to before the siege.
In particular, Arthas himself seemed to enjoy the feeling of slaughtering his former colleagues.
Whenever he spotted a Paladin appearing, he would immediately ride over on his Invincible Horse and chop the opponent down.
When he arrived at the gate of the Knights' barracks, he finally saw the figure he once admired so much.
"Long time no see. You seem to have aged a lot, Uther."
Arthas paused in his killing and slowly advanced on his horse.
"Your father ruled this land for decades and finally made it prosperous, but you destroyed all his efforts in just a few days."
Uther stared at the prince, who looked completely dead, and his whole body was like a volcano about to erupt.
He couldn't even imagine why the disciple who was willing to sacrifice himself for the people would become like this and commit such brutal acts as killing his father and mother.